Drave's expression turned pale as paper while Elder Leos froze in place.
The glass of the vessel cracked and their entire ship swayed. They all turned over just in time to see the speed boat-like vessel that Sylas and the other rode in zipping into the distance.
Elder Leos' expression dimmed, his gaze slowly turning back to Drave.
Kaeryn, who had mostly been silent all this while, doing her best to get her brother's attention but failing, softly took a step back and hid behind him.
She had been trying to tell Drave that if Sylas had enough money to waste to fuse five top of the line ships together like that, then he certainly had enough money to break a Gravity Array.
Plus, this wasn't a combat ship, it was a travelling ship. It was designed for comfortability and also had training rooms so that they didn't slack on their improvement.
Their Gravity Arrays weren't nearly as strong as the best their Race had. The odds that Sylas would be able to break free at some cost was high.
And if that happened…
Elder Leos' jaw clenched and then his aura spread out in all directions. He didn't have time to scold Drave right now. If he didn't do something, their entire ship would collapse into the planet below.
Before Drave could even sigh in relief, though, he noticed something that made his expression completely pale.
Sylas' vessel had come to a stop in the distance, just outside the range of the Abyssal Cathedral.
…
Sylas stood in silence, watching the near destruction of the Ossaran's vessel. He wasn't surprised by this. In fact, he had calculated it.
The Gravity Array, as he had said, was mostly used as an auxiliary array. It insulated especially large vessels from influencing the gravity of the various moons, planets, and even stars they came across.
This was especiallay important when the vessel in question was coming from a higher level Sector to a lower level one like this one.
Because of its function in hiding the mass of an entire ship, it was embedded into the very core of the vessel. It was integrated into its entire frame and body.
There were ships well designed to not break even after the Gravity Array was shattered. But, this wasn't a combat vessel. And… Brama was well versed in exactly the amount of velocity you needed to do the most damage.
If Sylas had told Brama to just get away, the damage to the Ossaran's vessel wouldn't be so great. However, because Sylas said only go as far as to leave the range of the Dungeon and regain suppression fo the System Territory… It was almost like peeling a waxy layer back slowly rather than ripping it off quickly.
One might think going more slowly was better, but instead that gave it more room to tear and rip the flesh and skin, peeling it off instead of the hair you were aiming for.
The moment Sylas gave his order, Brama knew what he wanted of him, and instantly aimed for maximum damage.
The irony of it all was that this much damage cost much less to inflict, but it cost the Ossarans so much more.
"Do you recognize that ship?" Sylas asked Brama, not looking over his shoulder.
"You mean the make and model? No. It's impossible to memorize so many different kinds." Brama replied by Andromeda.
"What do you know about it?"
"It should be a vessel designed for living rather than battle. Probably more like a travelling home."
"Mm." Sylas nodded in agreement. He had thought so too. "Send them a message," he suddenly said. "Say, if you want your ship fixed, feel free to follow. But to bring adequate payment."
After saying this, Sylas waved a hand.
"Let's head back to the Sanctum."
Alex blinked. "We're already done?"
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